TAEKOOK (SHOT MOVIES )

PRETENDED TO BE A GIRL ❤️🔞 💦( BONUS)

[AUSTRALIA - THREE YEARS AFTER THE REVEAL]

The sky over Byron Bay was tinged with gold, the kind of soft, unbothered morning glow only the Australian coast could offer. The sea breeze filtered through the linen curtains of a cozy, modern beach house - their beach house - perched just enough above sea level to catch every breath of the ocean.

Jungkook, now 28, stood by the front door, hair still damp from his morning shower. He wore a white shirt, rolled halfway up his arms, paired with loose beige drawstring pants - simple, warm, natural. In one hand, he held the paper and a small bundle of mail. In the other, a steaming cup of oat milk coffee, Taehyung's favorite.

He smiled as he read the headline on the front of the latest entertainment magazine:

> "Kim Taehyung Confirms Relationship with Longtime Partner Jeon Jungkook: 'He's My Only Home'"

It didn't surprise him anymore. For a while, their relationship had been under wraps - hidden behind bodyguards, private airport lounges, and carefully crafted PR statements. But then came that moment - one year ago, on the red carpet in Seoul, when Taehyung had quietly reached for Jungkook's hand and whispered,

> "No more hiding. I want them to see I'm proud to love you."

Since then, the world had changed. Or rather, they had stopped changing for the world.

Now, nestled in their sun-drenched coastal home far from the noise of the Korean paparazzi and fashion week chaos, they had built a quieter life. Still busy, still demanding - Taehyung's modeling contracts flew in from Paris and Milan regularly - but calmer. Grounded. Real.

Jungkook opened the door and stepped back inside, calling softly, "Babe, I brought the mail. You got another shoot invite from Vogue. Australia edition this time."

A familiar voice called from the hallway, soft and amused, " in sync.

Jungkook pushed open the bedroom door, still groggy from sleep, only to freeze at the sight before him. Taehyung lay sprawled across their rumpled sheets, completely bare, his golden skin glowing in the morning light filtering through the curtains. His gaze was heavy-lidded, lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk as he watched Jungkook's reaction-eyes darkening with intent.

A lazy grin tugged at Jungkook's lips as he stepped inside, letting the door click shut behind him. "You're awake early," he murmured, voice rough with sleep, yet laced with amusement. Taehyung didn't answer with words. Instead, he reached out, fingers curling into the fabric of Jungkook's thin shirt, tugging him forward with a playful yet undeniable force. Jungkook let himself be pulled, bracing his hands on either side of Taehyung's head as he hovered over him, their breaths mingling.

Taehyung arched up, closing the distance between them in a searing kiss-slow, deliberate, and dripping with promise. Jungkook responded instantly, deepening the kiss with a low hum of approval, his body pressing Taehyung deeper into the mattress. When they finally broke apart, Taehyung's lips were swollen, his voice a velvet tease: *"Last night was fun... but I'm not done with you yet."*

Jungkook's laugh was a rumble against Taehyung's chest as he dipped his head to nip at his collarbone. "Who said I was letting you go?"

Jungkook's fingers traced slow, deliberate patterns along Taehyung's skin, his touch feather-light yet electric. Taehyung's breath hitched, his lips parting as he bit down on his lower lip-a nervous habit that only made Jungkook's gaze darken with desire. The room was quiet, save for the sound of their breathing, but the tension between them was palpable, a simmering heat that threatened to ignite at any moment.

Taehyung's laughter broke the silence, soft and teasing, as he glanced up at Jungkook through his lashes. "What?" he murmured, his voice a low purr that sent shivers down Jungkook's spine. "Cat got your tongue?"